“All the things you want it to be. Then, all the things you wish you'd never wish for. It was the delicious itch you go to scratch but find it’s under the skin, you can't reach it. So the delicious itch becomes unbearable. Told you what you most want is what you most can't have. And what you most can’t have is what you already had…and lost…. It was the song of all promises I failed to keep. And it told me I don't really want to go home.”















